{Hold} 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤 - NBA 1SHOTS MxM

𝔗𝔥𝔢 6𝔦𝔵 - DeMar DeRozan x Kyle Lowry

- Lowry -

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Look, don't get me wrong... I love my guy Serge Ibaka. But, sometimes he's CRAZY. He invited OG, Norman, DeMar and I to his house, and all of us have been on his infamous YouTube show- How hungry are you. Let's just say we weren't all too excited.

All 4 of us where walking down the streets of Downtown Toronto, it was almost midnight and the street lights where painfully bright, illuminating across the cement roads. 

"I swear if we have to eat a brain again," OG mumbles, "He said it tasted like filet mignon!" Norman shook his head and laughed, a white puff escaping from his lips. Yes, it was cold, but what do you expect, it's Toronto at night. I look up at DeMar who was staring at the passing cars as we walked to Serge's apartment. 

"Deeeebo," I say, pulling his sleeve, "Where's your head at?" He blinks out of his trance and looks back at me, "Oh, uh... I just miss the city," he chuckles, "As cold as it can get." I smile bittersweetly at that, after the excitement of the finals finally settled down and Kawhi left, we all were still getting used to games without DeMar.

"Well, sir," I say, trying to uplift the mood, "I'm sure you miss Serge's cooking as well." I smirk at him. He laughs and playfully shoves me, "I'm sure I don't." We find our place back beside each other and he rests his elbow on my shoulder. 

I look into his eyes for a moment, is it just me or does his eyes go from dark brown to light brown depending on how the light reflects off of his face? Whichever way, his eyes are really nice to look at. 

Norman lets out a long exaggerated sigh, "Y'all gonna have me 3rd wheeling again?" DeMar and I both snap our heads in Norman's direction, breaking eye contact. "What do you mean 3rd wheeling?" I ask. "Yeah, Norm. I'm right here!" OG says.

Norman rolls his eyes, "No here's what's gonna happen... Kyle and DeMar will get trapped in each others' eyes for the 7 millionth time," "Hey I-"